Grabbing the receipt from my hand, he lets his fingers brush against mine. “Interesting.”
I let out a shaky breath, willing my hormonal urges to calm down, and snatch my hand away.
“I’ll take one of these too.” He lays the novel down.
I nod, not trusting my mouth to speak, and go through the same motions as before. Placing the book in his bag, I slide it across the counter. “Have a good night—”
Before Sir can leave my lips, he cuts me off. “Reed. My name is Reed.”
Another nod. “Have a nice night, Reed.”
“You too, Juliet.” He winks with that same sexy smirk before exiting the store and leaving me in a puddle of nasty fantasy and desire.